Author’s Note: Hi. Original creator of the ravenwood summer camp cyoc. The new additions have gotten me motivated to add some more stuff. So thanks tilly9.
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You are your new sister swim back to the rest of the campers. You both make good progress as you notice that abet day is now swimming like a pro, you’re better of course but your little sis has picked up some of your wicked skills.
You burn return back to the shore. Getting out from the water you note that Betsy’s body is now has the toned yet still feminine figure of a surfer and swimmer.
Betsy instinctively rejoins the campers as you walk out in front of them, your hips sway naturally as yoi wipe your hands and pick up your clipboard. None of the girls seemed to have noticed your abscene nor Betsy’s poorly thought out escape attempt, and you decide to quickly end the activity so you and your sister can work things out.
“Alright hella wicked job out there girls. Now I want you all dried and ready to hear back to camp like pronto ya here.”
The girls get dried off and soon don their normal clothes. You notice that Betsy seems to be enjoying herself some more, perhaps you should be worried about either of you falling into character of some crud but a part of you can’t help but be happy that your little sis is happy. Although you’re still a counsellor and you remain stern and in control as you sign off each camper one by one, using the list to ensure they’re all accounted for.
You see Betsy working out with a cool confidence, wearing a Californian singlet and shorts is,Ilan to your own. You briefly rub your eyes, you are pretty sure she wasn’t wearing that when she arrived. But thinking back you can’t picture her coming here wearing anything else. You can’t ponder this however as it’s time to finish this activity finally.
You finished up with ease. As if you know exactly what to do. As Betsy go by you notice her surname is now the same as your girl surname. Which makes sense since you’re now sisters apparently. Short sporadic memories of hanging out with her on a beach seem to echo the back of your mind, you shake these off and simply continue with finishing up.
Eventually everyone is settled and sent on their way and you’re left alone with Betsy.
“So how are you feeling sis.” You prod, hoping she’s ready to get to the bottom of this weird ass camp.
To your surprise her face lights up as she begins gleefully talking “Oh Its been wicked Brooke! This camp is so ballin’ and flipping awesome! Thanks again for talking mum and dad into letting me come ” as she says that a short memory of you promising a couple you identify as your parents that you’ll take care of your sister is flashed through your mind, causing dizziness.
A part of you is concerned and wish to question her sudden change in attitude but another part of you instinctively playfully nuzzles her hair and say “Glad to hear it Bets. This place may not have the sick waves of the bay but it has its own certain charm”
Wait for are you saying. A worried look comes over your face in realisation and you look to see a similar expression coming over Betsy as she grabs and shakes her head.
“You’re right Brooke, this place is hella messing with your heads or something.” She says worried “I can’t even remember where I grew up, but now I’m thinking of hanging at the beach” You notice her accent is now fully as pronounced as your own.
“Yeah thus place is mega sketch. We need a plan and find out just what the hell is wrong with this place”
You both quiet down as you reach the camp. Not wanting your conspiring to find answer to he overheard by whoever or whatever is behind this mess. Surveying the camp you can’t help but feel nostalgic memories of you as a little girl coming here, enough to make you smile before you snap out of it. No, you remimd yourself. This place has like swooped your identity and you need to figure out why.
You quickly return the activity supplies to the counsellor’s lounge before going out and meeting Betsy, who is waiting alone behind a tree, looking determined to get to work.
“Alright listen up sis. This is what we are going to do” You say as she listens intently.